my new dawn


mary magdalene

dreaming in the light

mary magdalene

still in sleep shines bright


mary magdalene

soon will lift the veil

mary magdalene

will rise and forthwith








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“So did I feel one warm summer day lying idly on the hillside, not then thinking of anything but the sunlight, and how sweet it was to drowse there, when, suddenly, I . . . heard first a music as of bells going away, away into that wondrous underland whither, as legend relates, the Danaan gods withdrew; and then the heart of the hills was open to me, and I knew there was no hill for those who were there, and they were unconscious of the ponderous mountain piled above the palaces of light, and the winds were sparkling and diamond clear, yet full of color as an opal, as they glittered through the valley, and I knew the Golden Age was all about me, and it was we who had been blind to it but that it had never passed away from the world.”

George William Russell


For the great gates of the mountains have opened once again,
And the sound of song and dancing fall upon the ears of men,
And the Land of Youth lies gleaming, flushed with rainbow light and mirth,
And the old enchantment lingers in the honey-heart of earth.

George William Russell


pilgrim spirits

we’ll not remain

wandering ’round

enclosed domains


from home to work

from work to home

no meadows fair

or woods to roam


for we shall rise

above the bowl

beyond the ice

and cyber troll


and never shall

we fall again

nor shadow find

another friend






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oh picture of a thousand words

undo the lies i’ve read & heard

awaken me 2 see the light

exposing what is wrong & right


blind me ’til my eyes adjust

so i can know the things i must

if everything has been untrue

then bit by bit


i’ll learn anew



white city


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the voice of evil is like
a blustery wind


causing chaotic
crests and troughs upon the ocean’s

surface ~


it screams in strident strains:


“look..look! how great is my power!

am i not master even of the mightiest seas ?

all must tremble in fear!”


yet all the while…


the waters flowing calm
and deep

it cannot touch




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what figure is this
of Beauty unflawed
of youthful bearing
inspiring Awe ?


beyond the North Wind
old tomes once revealed
a land of such Folk
did live well concealed


beyond ice and cold
a Barrier strong
they lived in All Joy
to Love they belonged


but lo She appears
upon this New Day !
perhaps Her Pure Heart
will now lead the Way ?





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